St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-09-11
A FAIR YOUNG BRIDE.

She Is Only Seventeen Years
Old, But She Is Jealous of the
Widow.
To the Editor of the Globe:
How vast and varied are our expert
enceS. The bare suggestion of being
able to give vent to our pent up emo
tons and appealing to an intelligent
public brings a rush of memories which,
if they were not melancholy, would be
amusing. The true experience of board
ing house life would certainly not be
entitled to place in'the humorous col
umnS of your paper. For, alas! the
boarding house is at best but a refuge
for the homeless; its narrow restrictions
are irkSome to family men and women
who have left pleasant home circles; its
regulation menus are as -''appleS of
Sodom" to the variety and cheerful
surroundings of ssmother'S dinners;;"
and the best efforts of that prosecuted
and much-maligned individual, the
landlady, are rarely, if ever, appreci-
ated.
As bride who lives in glass case,
whose every look and act are subject to
the sneers and ridicule of set of idle
people, made my debut few months
ago in st. Paul and embarked in my new
life as parler boarder in d large and
fashionable boarding house. Public
opiniOn-that palladium which runs
the world, and whose unefring deciS-
ions make idols of men and women one
day and doom them to ignOminy and OBJ
liviOn the neXt-fOund in our boarding
house focus, under whose rays | Shiy-
cred and glowed alternately for weeks.
Il was beauty" 81 was horridr' 81
was prim.' Then l was full of airs and
Alterations, cOurted, ignored, praised
and abused by turns, until the next new
bOarder came to my. relief, and they
gave me rest. Our vis-a-vis at the
table-de-hote is a Southern gentleman
and his wife. whose conversations and
"reminiscences consist of the inevitable.
negroes lost during the war" and the
paradise of the past. There's the talk
ing lady. who can embrace more SUBJ
jectS and cover more ground in CONVEX
Satlon than any one person | ever met;
she sails upon the sea. TevelS in the tor
rid zone, and knows all about the North
west passage; she has ''done" all the
cities at home and abroad, and, in fact,
has exhausted everything and every
body, including ourselves. The dude is
always with us. with his lisps and ''ah
there's and wincing ways, until one
WISHES he was IN MS proper place-the
show window of tailor shop.
Then the loud young lady.
in tailor-made suit, who
calls gentlemen by their first names and
reproaches them with being ''horrid
things" Then we have widow! I
knew she was widow by the cOquettish
and bold, really bold, glances she cast
across the table at my tall and handsome
husband. l thought she was old enough
to know he would never notice her, but,
would you believe it, she was so bold
and persistent that he really could not
help noticing her. He told me so him.
self. hope she will see this article.
Well, fear am transgresSing the linn
its you devote to this seemingly mex
haustible subject, but in future arti-
Gle may, with your permission, give
you some sketches of our inmates. To
be sure, the inexperienced eyes of a
bride of seventeen may not see very
deeply, nor fathom people or their mo-
tiveS correctly, but their insight is some
times keener than older and wiser heads,
/ would like to say few words, also, in
defense of our landlady, the first and
last which you will probably ever be
called upon to publish, and which you
must acknowledge will be original, for
who ever heard of a boarder eulogizing
the landlady. DAPHNE.
st. Peter Street, st, Paul. Sent. 10.